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earphones on.
Nat breezed in just before lunch, making her laugh with funny comments on the rabbits that had started inhabiting the barn recently.
Matthew said, "Can we offer you lunch, Donny?"
Her feelings plunged again at the man's quick 'Yes' and she raised her eyebrows at Nat. "Join us?" she asked.
"Sure. Why do you think I'm here? Couldn't be for Matthew's company."
"Well in that case, you have to starve," Matthew said, laughing.
Nat looked at Donny. "Is this a reportable lunch expense? I have my own business."
The man laughed but said nothing as he still stared at her.
Nat wasn't sure what was going on, but he just watched Bethany and thought he'd never seen her so nervous and jumpy.
And all during lunch, she seemed preoccupied, while the IRS agent checked her out. So, he thought, that was it. The man was coming onto her. Bull, he thought, as he tried to joke and break up the tension filled atmosphere.
But, in the end, he couldn't think of a way to break the man's train of thought, so he sent a voice message to Matthew. "Hey, my man, you need to keep...I mean listen for that IRS guy. I get the feeling he's making Bethany uncomfortable. He was looking at her all during lunch. Anyway, call me if you have any questions."
Five minutes after he'd sent the voicemail, Matthew called him.
"What's going on, Nat?"
"Can't explain it. He's just checking her out too much. Could you get rid of him somehow?"
"I don't know how," Matthew said with a sigh. "But, I can try to hurry him up. I'd better get back in there now. Thanks, Nat."
In the afternoon, after she'd called a fourth time to check on Jacob, she noticed Matthew stood in front of her desk, sometimes just lounging, other times asking her questions about the various years. His presence made her feel more at ease, as she tried to reconcile the years quickly. But, it was a slow process, and eventually he went back to his desk. She noticed he didn't wear his earphones after that.
The next day, she saw Donny's car was in front again. And, to make matters worse, Matthew told her to wear jeans for some reason, and the only pair she could find were a bit snug on her. It was one of the few times in the past year when she hoped she actually looked fat in them.
But from the look the agent gave her when she walked in, she knew he liked the jeans as his eyes rolled up and down her.
"How's Jacob?" Matthew asked her, as he sat at his desk.
"He's wonderful. Still trying to turn over, but he just can't seem to make it," she laughed.
"You have a kid?" Donny asked.
"Yes. A boy named Jacob." She answered quickly.
"Got a picture of him?" he said.
"No. Sorry. I left it at home." And she realized Matthew would know she was lying then, as she always carried a picture of Jacob to show people.
After she was settled, Donny asked for a particular year and said he could help her reconcile it. But when he came behind her desk to retrieve it, she pushed back in her desk chair. "I'll bring it to you," she snapped.
But he was undaunted, just stood there so close, she could smell his strong aftershave.
She searched her desk and came up with the bank statements and financials. "Knock yourself out," she said.
He took his time looking everything over, the statements from the bank matched to the financials, edging closer to her chair, until he was finally leaning against her, with his thigh against her chair. She felt utterly trapped and decided she needed the direct approach. "Can you please move? I'm getting claustrophobic here."
Matthew heard the tone in her voice, and his head bounced up, while he rose and felt his way to the front of her desk. "Do you have everything you need from her?" he asked Donny.
"Yeah," the man said, moving back to the table, "got it."
And it went on that way for most of the day, until around two o'clock, Matthew told her to meet him in the kitchen. "What's up?" she said, as she walked in and said hello to Sarah.
"We're going horse-back
Nat breezed in just before lunch, making her laugh with funny comments on the rabbits that had started inhabiting the barn recently.
Matthew said, "Can we offer you lunch, Donny?"
Her feelings plunged again at the man's quick 'Yes' and she raised her eyebrows at Nat. "Join us?" she asked.
"Sure. Why do you think I'm here? Couldn't be for Matthew's company."
"Well in that case, you have to starve," Matthew said, laughing.
Nat looked at Donny. "Is this a reportable lunch expense? I have my own business."
The man laughed but said nothing as he still stared at her.
Nat wasn't sure what was going on, but he just watched Bethany and thought he'd never seen her so nervous and jumpy.
And all during lunch, she seemed preoccupied, while the IRS agent checked her out. So, he thought, that was it. The man was coming onto her. Bull, he thought, as he tried to joke and break up the tension filled atmosphere.
But, in the end, he couldn't think of a way to break the man's train of thought, so he sent a voice message to Matthew. "Hey, my man, you need to keep...I mean listen for that IRS guy. I get the feeling he's making Bethany uncomfortable. He was looking at her all during lunch. Anyway, call me if you have any questions."
Five minutes after he'd sent the voicemail, Matthew called him.
"What's going on, Nat?"
"Can't explain it. He's just checking her out too much. Could you get rid of him somehow?"
"I don't know how," Matthew said with a sigh. "But, I can try to hurry him up. I'd better get back in there now. Thanks, Nat."
In the afternoon, after she'd called a fourth time to check on Jacob, she noticed Matthew stood in front of her desk, sometimes just lounging, other times asking her questions about the various years. His presence made her feel more at ease, as she tried to reconcile the years quickly. But, it was a slow process, and eventually he went back to his desk. She noticed he didn't wear his earphones after that.
The next day, she saw Donny's car was in front again. And, to make matters worse, Matthew told her to wear jeans for some reason, and the only pair she could find were a bit snug on her. It was one of the few times in the past year when she hoped she actually looked fat in them.
But from the look the agent gave her when she walked in, she knew he liked the jeans as his eyes rolled up and down her.
"How's Jacob?" Matthew asked her, as he sat at his desk.
"He's wonderful. Still trying to turn over, but he just can't seem to make it," she laughed.
"You have a kid?" Donny asked.
"Yes. A boy named Jacob." She answered quickly.
"Got a picture of him?" he said.
"No. Sorry. I left it at home." And she realized Matthew would know she was lying then, as she always carried a picture of Jacob to show people.
After she was settled, Donny asked for a particular year and said he could help her reconcile it. But when he came behind her desk to retrieve it, she pushed back in her desk chair. "I'll bring it to you," she snapped.
But he was undaunted, just stood there so close, she could smell his strong aftershave.
She searched her desk and came up with the bank statements and financials. "Knock yourself out," she said.
He took his time looking everything over, the statements from the bank matched to the financials, edging closer to her chair, until he was finally leaning against her, with his thigh against her chair. She felt utterly trapped and decided she needed the direct approach. "Can you please move? I'm getting claustrophobic here."
Matthew heard the tone in her voice, and his head bounced up, while he rose and felt his way to the front of her desk. "Do you have everything you need from her?" he asked Donny.
"Yeah," the man said, moving back to the table, "got it."
And it went on that way for most of the day, until around two o'clock, Matthew told her to meet him in the kitchen. "What's up?" she said, as she walked in and said hello to Sarah.
"We're going horse-back
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